I'm 40 in 2 years time, and while I'm not dreading it, I'm not entirely happy. I recently moved near my old home town and every corner brings back a memory of good times - the daft kind, that as a married father of two, I will never experience again.
20 yrs old seems 10 minutes ago, and 30 only minutes. Before I know it I'll be dead, and it'll all be over - what the fuck.
I don't know why I started this thread but, perhaps what I mean is, all those who are young, cherish every moment, because nearly everything you do or say will affect your life forever; the girl you don't date, the job you don't take, the holiday you don't go on - they can all dictate the pattern of your life.
And those nearer my age - drink in every expression on your kid's faces, regret nothing, and do something mad - soon.
20 yrs old seems 10 minutes ago, and 30 only minutes. Before I know it I'll be dead, and it'll all be over - what the fuck.
I don't know why I started this thread but, perhaps what I mean is, all those who are young, cherish every moment, because nearly everything you do or say will affect your life forever; the girl you don't date, the job you don't take, the holiday you don't go on - they can all dictate the pattern of your life.
And those nearer my age - drink in every expression on your kid's faces, regret nothing, and do something mad - soon.